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Nov 2017
He whispers to me softly
Darling I can make it stop
Let me touch you. Let me feel you
And he wraps his empty arms
Around my body, squeezes tight
He kisses my neck
And leaves freezer burns
He presses his body into mine
For an empty man, he sure is heavy
personification. get it?
Rj
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